The house.
Chapter two: Tennis anyone?
Light woke up to a shaking by Kyo, who seemed to be in a attempt to tear off his arm and get him out of bed. Light squinted his eyes as day filled the room. However long he slept seemed way to short of a time to relax. But either way it didn't matter as he stretched and yawned.
"Well finally he's awake!"
Shecka said while putting on a denim jacket, not caring about the fact that there was a school uniform hung right beside her dresser. Light was confused as he looked at what seemed to be a normal school uniform that she wasn't wearing, but she was clearly wearing a red shirt and blue jeans instead.
In response to Lights expression, Shecka said.
"We're the type of geniuses that say 'screw you' to uniforms. Let's just say we aren't that well liked."
So they are the rebel type. Well Light was usually the stick in the background type. But it didn't seem like a bad idea to reject wearing uniforms since they were, for lack of a better word, ugly.
"What, you want to wear normal clothes? Sorry kid but unless you want to get detention for a month it isn't a good idea…we all had to deal with that…then they finally realised we actually didn't care about detention."
That killed Lights idea of rebelling. A month of detention may seem like no big deal to Kyo, Shecka, and Yami. But Light on the other hand liked his freedom, even though he was locked in this house it was still better than being locked in a room, doing lines or cleaning chalkboards.
Light rubbed his eyes while he yawned. But what woke him up was the bundle of clothes that hit him directly in the face. Turns out Yami had decided to send his uniform via air mail and hit him in the face at the same time, that's what you call a special talent. Which brings us to the question; how in gods name was this the same girl that referred to him as a cute baby panda?
"Yeah, Sheckas right. Doesn't L get to wear whatever he wants to?"
Yami said, Kyo nodded as she snagged the hairbrush from the dresser and applied eyeliner with a calm and collected hand.
"Yeah but him and Watari have totally got something going on."
Kyo insisted, finishing off one of her eyes and giving them a extra line around them, then proceeding to the eye shadow. Light had no idea what they were exactly talking about, teenage girls were hard to understand in general. Is Watari that white haired man? And if so, what connections did L have with this man that were so different than the rest of the students?
"So umm…where is the shower?"
Light asked, holding the clothes in his hands. He wanted to at least get cleaned off before he started his classes. Kyo pointed out to the hallway with her finger and explained where to go shower. Thankfully she didn't tell him that she would go stand outside the showers with him, but thankfully Light was hoping that she wouldn't be his buddy all day just because she had lived there longer.
But as he walked through the hall, Light yet again found himself bumping into L, was this going to be a running gag through his life? Well at least L wasn't screaming at Light for bumping into him. However you might want to note that Lights uniform had fell to the ground, so now he was scampering to get his clothes before someone else stepped on them.
"Oh, Light-kun. You going to the showers?"
L asked the younger boy, wearing the same baggy jeans and loose T-shirt that he had worn the day before. Light nodded, picking up the rest of his clothes and then standing up.
"Yea."
He confirmed to the teenager. L nodded and placed his thumb on the rim of his lip before saying to Light.
"Breakfast is in ten minutes. I'll save you a seat."
Light smiled. His friend was thinking about his well being! Well that had to be a good thing, right? "Thanks." Light said as L began to walk, his shoulders slouching as he walked around with a definite hunch in his back and a curve that reached from his head to his toes.
Why does he walk like that? Light thought, thinking that Ls way of walking was definitely odd, but he decided that he would ask him that at the breakfast table rather than in the middle of the hallway.
L is a really nice guy…I'm so lucky I've found friends so quickly.
Light thought before he continued to make his way to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later Light came out of the bathroom in his school uniform. Shecka was right about something; these outfits weren't very interesting to say the least. The top was a white button up shirt with a dark purple jacket on top that had a sliver W etched on it. His pants were of the colour deep purple and dragged slightly at the bottom of his feet. The look that was raised onto Lights face was a mixture of confusion and repulsion. This was the starring role of all that was ugly.
Whatever. Light thought grudgingly, I guess I'll just have to make the outfit. Then he walked down the stairs to dining room where about seventy children were sitting around, though only about sixty of them decided to wear the uniform. The rest were wearing their own clothes.
And near the end of the tables was L, who had a seat saved for Light, he rushed over to it immediately and grabbed a plate with a few fruits on it, gobbling it down as fast as it got into his hands.
It wasn't until Light looked at Ls plate that he realised that he was the definite healthy one out of the duo. L had piled on cake and other pastries until you couldn't see his face through the mountain.
"Shouldn't you eat healthy stuff?"
Light pointed out, gesturing to a especially cavity inducing chocolate cupcake with matching sprinkles. A moment later that cupcake was eaten by L in one bite, then he responded.
"My body needs sugar to process."
Light had never heard of such a theory, and even then he doubted that it was proven by any scientist. But then Light noticed something else that was weird about L; he sat with his legs to his chest and kept his feet planted on the chair. Which were left bare as he sat down. Light cringed at the thought of someone's feet near his foot, but attempted to keep his insults (and breakfast) down."Well what about how you sit and walk?"
He asked. L looked down to see what Light could be possibly thinking was weird about his seating. But I suppose he was used to it so he didn't find his seating arrangement odd in any shape or form.
"If I change my posture, my powers of deduction decrease."
Light still thought it was weird. But decided to keep his lips shut again as they continued to eat. But Lights eyes glanced over to another one of the tables in the room where Shecka, Yami, and Kyo all sat with a few more girls. Laughing and having a good time while being generally annoying to the tables around them. Light suspected they were doing this on purpose.
"Oh, those are the rebels of this school, as one would put it."
L filled him in, noticing that Light was looking at the group. Light pressed him with his gaze to continue, so he did.
"They really are rather annoying. Apparently the three in the front are poetically talented…Watari told me he wanted to bring in different types of geniuses…I personally think it is useless."
So that's why they are here. Light thought, disagreeing with Ls opinions on what a genius is. Maybe they are just smart in a different way than the other kids. Light pondered the idea, since they were in the art major it would explain the fact that they didn't find it sensible to wear normal clothes to their school. Though Light couldn't really talk since L was sitting beside him in a white shirt and blue jeans.
A loud buzzing sound was heard that made Light flinch. Telling the students that breakfast was over and to get to their classes ASAP. L sat up and began walking out the door to the hallways, but not before turning back to Light and saying.
"We'll meet for tennis after our classes, see you at three."
Light nodded, feeling slightly happier at the fact that he actually had plans for the rest of the day. Back at his old school most of his friends didn't like playing sports and even then they weren't into having in depth conversations like Light wanted to have. Albeit he did attempt to talk about pop culture with them to fit in, but it was relieving to have someone who could understand philosophy and ohms law in a heartbeat and that he could have a conversation with.
Light walked up to a kid about his age and asked what classes he was going to, the boy responded by flashing Light his time table, and Light made it over to his first class of the day; English.
The class was filled with kids around Lights age. Most of them were nervous and somewhat scared. But a few of them retained a calm expression as they took their seat and waited for their class to start.
Light was one of those people. Even though he was nervous on the inside he was always told that he was excellent actor with the potential to be in all his school plays. But he never tried to fulfill that role.
The teacher of the class was balding man with square shaped glasses in a navy blue suit pressed down with tie. He was like one of those men you'd see in the middle of times square, perhaps looking at the latest stocks at his newspaper while sipping expensive coffee.
"Settle down."
He said, though everyone had kept quiet since the moment they had entered the room. No one wanted to be the bad kid in the class in case they were reprehended afterwards for such acts. Light had the feeling that this was a tough school and the rebels must have been very strong to keep up with the punishments that were given to them. But he didn't want to know first hand what those punishments were.
"My name is Stewart Stousford. You will refer to me either as Mr. Stousford or sir and only those names, understand?"
A few children murmured 'yes' quietly under their breath, while a few more nodded, wanting to keep on the down low. Light was one of the people who nodded in silence with the others. He had the feeling that Mr. Stousford was a very stern man and he definitely did not want to cross him.
Stousford walked around, glancing at the desks in silence. His hands held up behind is back in a manner that made his tall form even more demanding that before. At last he stopped at Lights desk, but not before saying to the class.
"Tessa isn't here."
A young girl with short brown hair put her hand up, Stousford gestured for her to speak up, so she did.
"Sir, she had to go to the doctors for her flu."
Stousford nodded and mumbled under his breath in a angry tone. Light attempted to control himself from shaking in fear of the adult. He didn't want to show that he was weak to him.
"Useless." Then he spoke up to Light, looking him right in the face with his dull grey eyes. "Mr…" He left the sentence hanging for Light to give him his last name, he obliged with his voice slightly shaking.
"Yagami, Mr. Stousford."
The man nodded, then strode back to his desk with an almost arrogant way of walking. Like he was better than all these snot nosed little brats in the classroom. If that had been some man talking to Light when he was a full grown adult Light would have smacked him out. But alas no, he was only a child and Light knew that he could be easily beaten down by this man so he kept quiet. But knew that this man was unfavourable in every sort of way.
"You will see that I have a stack of classics by my desk." He said, sitting down and glaring at the class. Each student seemed to flinch under his eye contact to them. "You are to each take one and read it all tonight, then write a short report containing all the key elements of each story. Each book is different so I shouldn't be seeing any copiers. You may come and get them."
The class groaned inwardly to themselves, but didn't dare voice their opinions outwardly. Reading a whole book in one night with a report to follow it up? This school was harder than normal schooling. Not to mention that Light had three other classes today before he got to be freed from the hold of the school for the rest of the day. But would he be able to do anything with this pile of homework he was gaining?
Nonetheless Light grabbed the book he was studying, it was called 'A Christmas carol." which happened to be good news on his part. Light actually really liked the movie version he had seen over the holidays and he wanted to read the book. Maybe this report wasn't going to be so bad after all.
Lights other classes were dull. His math class consisted of formulas and problems to memorize and solve, which he had to admit was a lot easier than doing a report on a book he had to read (good news was it was actually turning out to be a real page turner.). His other classes (Socials and Information Technology) were so sleep worthy that they were hardly worth mentioning. But the work that was given was definitely harder than anything he had received before.
In a strange way Light actually liked the challenge. He wanted to be the best he could be, he just wished he could have done it at home with the people he knew and loved. But it turned out that some of the people here were actually quite decent! One girl named Rachel had let him borrow her text books until his came in, and another boy named Rob let him borrow some pencils and stuff.
When the bell finally struck three O' clock, Light made a break for the dining room, hoping that L would be there. But to his surprise he wasn't. Not a trace of the raven haired boy anywhere. Just a few people sitting around and having what seemed to be club meetings.
Lights face flattened. He had thought that L would have been there by now (well, considering he got lost five times on his way back to the dining room he had assumed that L would have a time advantage over him) and he wasn't. Well this was just fine and dandy now wasn't it?
Light knew that L would probably show up in awhile, but he didn't seem like someone who would be late so this was fishy. But Light was thrown out of his thoughts by Kyo patting him on the shoulder.
"Hey Light! So you decided to join our group?"
Light was confused by this, group? He had never known that the trio had a group and he could never recall them telling him about it.
"Um…" Light stuttered out, but Kyo cut him off before he could say anything more about his meeting with L. "You're a little late, but that's cool. We were just talking about how overrated Naruto is."
She gave one of those big grins that you would see on a little kid at the carnival before dragging Light off to the little club they had set up, which was composed of six girls (including Kyo) and two guys.
"Well here's the group!"
Kyo explained, Shecka was in the middle with Yami right beside her. Beside her was a short haired blonde boy with green eyes, and beside her were two brunettes, one with blue eyes and another with grey eyes. Completing the circle was a redhead girl with blue eyes and tanned skin and a black haired boy with brown eyes and pale skin.
"This is the official Wammy house anime club!"
Kyo announced, taking a seat beside the redhead, prompting Light to sit between Kyo and the redhead girl.
"Well, the brunette with blue eyes is Diana! Just like the princess" Shecka started, pointing at one of the girls and giving a name to fit with them. "The brunette with grey eyes is Loretta. The blonde is Ian and let face it, that name is just epic…IT HAS TWO VOWELS IN IT IN A ROW!" Yami cleared her throat to get Shecka to stop her fascination with names. "The girl with the red hair is Carly, and the black haired dudes name is Honda, just like the company!" She finished proudly, feeling that it took a lot of effort to make puns with peoples names. Though this introduction just left Light more confused than before.
"I object! Honda is more like the character from Yu-gi-oh!" Yami said, pointing a finger at Shecka in a dramatic way. Like music would pop up the moment that she defied what Shecka seemed to think was a fitting pun for a name.
"You and your thin trading cards." Shecka said before sitting down. The group began laughing. Even Light saw himself laughing just a little bit. Maybe these people weren't all that bad.
The conversations the anime group had consisted of various series that the others had to try out in the group. Since Light and Honda apparently both came from Japan, the others forced them to translate some Japanese manga that they had. (Light didn't want to know how or why they had it their possession.) In general the day was well spent. But it wasn't until Light finally realised that L might have been waiting for him that he quickly asked Kyo where the yard was. When told he ran off quickly.
He ran outside. There was a tennis court and it was pouring rain as Light ran off to where L was at the end of it.
L was holding his hand to his head, like he was enduring a excruciating headache. When Light finally got to him L said.
"I thought you were coming!"
He was actually showing emotions, but this time he was disappointed in Light for leaving him for what seemed to be hours on end. Light stood up for himself this time though. He wasn't going to be pushed around by his newfound friend. Or else they wouldn't be friends.
"I thought you were coming to get me!"
He retorted, rain drenching his hair and spilling in front of his eyes. L didn't look good though, Light could tell from his shaking posture that the rain wasn't working for him today.
"Ugh. I thought you knew…"
Then L passed out on the ground. Light scampered to his friend. Grabbing his arm and pulling it desperately while shouting. Trying to make him react or at least flutter a eye Lights way.
"L! L wake up!"
Light shouted, pulling his arm even harder. Crying as he was trying to figure out what to do. He couldn't carry L, no that was definitely out of the question. But he had to get him out of the rain and to a bed.
What should he do?
